Route


At the onset the way seems straight forward
but just out of sight are the dips, rises, swerves and curves
that transform a trip into a journey.

Astilbe


The red spire rises.
Nature’s Olympic flame of summer
will burn bright for the duration.

Lupin


A meeting of friends in the meadow.
Quaker Bonnets gather
offering their quiet beauty to the whole of the land.

Field of Dreams


Dreams take shape slowly
emerging from soft surroundings
an impression forms, staking claim on hope.

Traveler’s Joy


Darling of the door yard garden
clematis climbs up and along the picket fence;
most brilliant and ingenious buttercup.

Mygolomorph


Tarantula of tree roots
dips its many wooden legs into the river
and awaits its kayak prey.

In Place


An open stretch of sky, grass as soft as velvet
the wandering Connecticut River within reach;
all is well, God is near.

Chieftan Trees


The sweetest of woods
pine’s scent releases burdens from heads and hearts
and so they are known as the Keepers of Peace.

Calm


Midday by the river just the barest of breezes blows
and the only sound is of bees and dragonflies at work.

Wild Purple


Both leaf and petal wear purple proudly
borrowing from violet, lilac and mulberry.

Watchfulness


From the sanctuary of the woods animals watch
the metal bridge that carries man and his many parcels and purpose
to the other side and back again.

Ready Field


Tilled earth soaks up the sun
and waits for the seeds
of this season’s purpose to be planted.

Looking Up


Beneath a canopy of green
lie down on the soft welcoming earth
and claim your special place in the world
by being there.

Biggest Star


Brightest orb shining the way
through spring and into summer days,
lighting the route through woods and dark days.

Country Nine Patch

The land is quilted with care
by leathered hands guiding the blades of the big red tractor.
An old wood fence ties this patch to the next.

Overlooking


The water glitters and shouts as it rushes on
carrying memories of perfection from the freshness of youth.
Age tempers today’s perfection with the acceptance of impermanence
making the glitter more brilliant and the shouting more joyful.

Big Rock


Sit on the big rock
in the sunshine by the river.
Let the water wash your worries away.
Let the birds sing the song in your heart.

Magic in the Mist


Beneath the shroud of early morning mist
all creatures and growing things pause
and give thanks for the coming day.

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